Chapter 93 Not Easy to Provoke
"What's the matter? I haven't seen you for a few years and you don't even recognize your aunt?" Jian Zhonglan raised her chin slightly and said in a bad tone.
"If you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have recognized you. It's only been a few years since we last met. How come you've aged so much?!" Jian Qingyi smiled brightly.
The exit is the key to victory!
Jian Zhonglan was almost furious.
He Wenyu has been doing well in recent years and was even promoted to director two years ago. In addition, He Wenyu's parents died early, and he is not under pressure from his mother-in-law. Jian Zhonglan's life is very comfortable.
Anyone of her age would praise her youth.
Today, her own niece pointed at her nose and called her old. How could her little heart bear it?!
"Yi Yi, stop being disrespectful." Jian Zhongliang glared at her, signaling her with his eyes not to cause trouble.
"People are not allowed to tell the truth." Jian Qingyi laughed.
Another critical hit!
If Jian Zhongliang hadn't been standing there, Jian Zhonglan would have wanted to rush up and scratch Hua Jian Qingyi's hateful face.
After not seeing her for a few years, she is still the same as her short-lived mother...
Annoying.
"Yi Yi, be obedient..." Jian Zhongliang looked at Jian Qingyi pleadingly.
"Forget it, I'm going to bed." Jian Qingyi turned around and walked towards the backyard.
I don't want to bother with these two crazy women anymore.
"Wait, your aunt and your cousin are here. Why don't you take them to the store and pick out some clothes for them? How are you going to sleep? Is this how you treat guests?" Mao Chunqiao said unhappily.
"Pick out a few sets of clothes?" Jian Qingyi turned her head and looked at Jian Zhonglan up and down in disbelief.
A cotton coat for thirty or fifty yuan, a pair of Decca pants for a dozen yuan, and a pair of fur shoes with cowhide upper and imitation leather soles for thirty yuan.
Even if I put all my clothes together, I still can’t buy half of her down jackets, how many more can I choose?!
"My aunt has become rich now. Do you want to take care of my niece's business?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Before Jian Zhonglan could say anything, Mao Chunqiao started to complain, "Why don't you take your aunt and cousin to pick out clothes? What are you wasting time on?"
"Clothes are easy to choose, but the key is to tell me what price range you're looking for. Is it a cotton-padded jacket around a hundred or so yuan, a down jacket around one or two hundred, two or three hundred yuan, or a cashmere coat around two or three hundred yuan?"
"If you're not happy with duck down, there's this down jacket I'm wearing. It's made entirely of goose down, with absolutely no feathers in it. The down is all taken from the goose's chest and abdomen. It's incredibly waterproof, warm, and soft, and the filling is a whopping 400 grams. You wouldn't have any problem wearing a down jacket like this here, let alone in places where temperatures drop dozens of degrees below zero."
At this point, Jian Qingyi slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, by the way, we have just received a batch of mink coats. If outsiders want to buy them, they are all one thousand. If you want it, I will give it to you at the cost price, nine hundred and eight."
"You silly girl, you are really obsessed with money. Your aunt and cousin took a few pieces of clothes from you, and you still want to charge them?!" Mao Chunqiao was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
I never expected Jian Qingyi to be so shameless.
"No, what do you mean? You come here to pick out clothes, don't you want to pay?" Jian Qingyi pretended to be shocked.
The customers who came in to buy clothes all looked at her as if she was stupid when they heard what Mao Chunqiao said.
Even brothers have to settle accounts clearly!
Not to mention my aunt or cousin.
"Who is that old lady? Why is she so arrogant? She just opens her mouth and asks for a few pieces of clothes from the store?"
"Yeah! Everyone knows that Yisheng's winter coats cost at least a hundred bucks a piece, and she actually has the nerve to ask you to buy a few?! She really thinks the boss is being taken advantage of!"
The guests started talking about it.
Jian Zhonglan, who had always been successful, had never suffered such a public outcry. She was so embarrassed that her face turned red and her ears were burning.
He Xiaoyue, who was young and thin-skinned, was so embarrassed that her face turned red, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"This is our own store. I can give clothes to whoever I want. What's it to you? You all just mind your own business." Mao Chunqiao, who was used to being a loudmouth, started to throw a tantrum.
The people in the yard gave in to her simply because they thought it was unbecoming to throw a tantrum, roll around, or pull her hair, and they didn't want to get involved with her.
In addition, the two brothers Jian Zhongkang and Jian Zhongliang are good people. Whenever their neighbors have any difficulties, they will help them.
So the neighbors would give the two brothers some face.
But no one outside would tolerate her.
"Your store?" someone scoffed. "Would you like to see the legal representative listed on the business license before you speak?"
"You said this is your store, so it is your store, and I said it is my store!"
"Yeah! I'll bring some relatives and friends over someday and let them take whatever they want. If they ask, I'll just say it's my family's shop. After all, I'm just two lips, so whatever I say is justified."
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"Grandma, let's go!" He Xiaoyue gently tugged at the corner of Mao Chunqiao's clothes, and her voice seemed to be filled with tears.
She had never been pointed at and criticized like this in her life.
"Jian Zhongliang, you are dead! You just let your daughter abuse your sister and your niece like this?" Mao Chunqiao couldn't scold so many people, so she could only divert her fire.
"Mom, let's go back first!" Jian Zhongliang was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to look up at anyone.
He knew this would be the result.
"Mom, let's go!" The contemptuous looks of the crowd were too glaring, and Jian Zhonglan couldn't stand it anymore.
Seeing that her son and daughter didn't speak up for her, Mao Chunqiao turned around and left angrily.
Jian Zhongliang, Jian Zhonglan and He Xiaoyue were too embarrassed to stay any longer and left in disgrace.
"Sister Yi Yi, Grandma Mao seems very angry..." Sun Xiaocao was a little worried about Jian Qingyi.
Mao Chunqiao's reputation for being aggressive and unreasonable was well-known in the candy factory's staff quarters.
"It's okay!" Jian Qingyi covered her mouth and yawned, then turned around and went upstairs to take a nap.
Sun Xiaocao stared at the nonchalant figure, her brows furrowed with worry.
"Don't worry! Your sister Yi Yi is very capable!" Yang Laosan's wife patted her shoulder soothingly.
With Jian Qingyi's skills, even if the Jian family came together, they wouldn't be able to defeat her with just one hand.
The guy in her family used to be very arrogant and would start violence if he disagreed with her. He seemed so capable.
Now……
He hid when he saw Jian Qingyi.
However, when she thought of the way Jian Qingyi swung the wine bottle that day, Yang Laosan's wife became excited.
If she were half as powerful as Jian Qingyi, the Yang family wouldn't dare to bully her alone.
"I don't think Grandma Mao will let it go like this." Sun Xiaocao frowned, her tone filled with indescribable worry.
"Don't worry! As long as your sister Yi Yi doesn't want to, no one can bully her." Yang Laosan's wife said with a smile.
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